My bladder also aches for her demise. My bladder has been waiting for decades for this slut to go two meters under so I can contribute my share to the yellow river which will be flowing across her grave. I know I’ll have to wait in line and it will be a long wait, but I’ll join that long gray line.
I wonder just how gross and diseased her grave will become once she dies and others are done pizzing on her grave. I wonder if the grave diggers will do a little preliminary peeing on her coffin before they start throwing the dirt in, with an occasional bathroom break right into her grave.
I hate to be the bearer of bad news, especially in this matter. A friend of mine is in the film business, he has heard on more than one occasion that Jane will be cremated, ashes spread on the ocean, as she anticipates that a lot of good liquor would be recycled as urine, on her grave.